But curiosity won.
‘What do you want?’
He’d promised her a compromise, give and take, control. He’d do everything in his power to give her what she needed.
She pushed inside the room, flipping on lights and kicking of her heels, revealing toes painted with deep red nail polish.
As the door snicked closed behind him she turned.
He’d been right. Their kisses had left her mouth gloriously swollen, and the slight flush of beard burn marked her chin and cheeks. She was more beautiful than ever, and his fingers itched to complete the transformation—to undo her hair, currently featuring in all his filthy fantasies, and strip her of her prim clothes, expose the soft, feminine curves he guessed lurked beneath.
When she finally found her voice, it was so smoky he expected it to trigger the fire alarms.
‘What do you want?’
That was easy to answer. A dream come true. ‘I want to touch you. All of you.’ He curled his fingers into his palms, his breath trapped behind his tight throat.
She nodded, eyes heavy, the tip of her tongue touching her top lip. ‘I
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